She’s A Superflirt

“Why? It’s good here. And the bathroom is only ten feet away. Very convenient.”

“There’s a new club next door. It caters to the international crowd. Last time I was there it was filled with Russian women. And I know how you are about Russians.”

“How is it I haven’t heard of this magical land before?”

“You’re out of the loop. Time to pack up and move to the burbs.”

We left to check out club eurotrash. It was as advertised; hot foreign-looking women everywhere. I heard three different languages spoken as soon as I walked in the door, two vaguely Slavic and one Spanish. My buddy and I sat at a two seater table near the bar. The bartenders were women. The only men working here were the DJ and doorman.

We had barely settled in when a pretty blonde flitted up to us, smiling broadly. She had a delicate feminine jaw and chin, and high cheekbones. Very slender with nice sized tits. She was a hard 8.5. Later I would discover she was American, but spoke with a funny generic euro accent that she said she picked up from all her foreign friends.

She put her hand on my knee. “You’re cute. Where you guys from?”

Before I could answer she continued. She craned her head slightly upward as she spoke.

“Let’s dance! Come on, get up! It’s my birthday this week.” (Are girls now celebrating week-long birthdays? Isn’t there enough female entitlement?) She had grabbed both my hands and was guiding me up off my seat, her hips in a perpetual wriggle.

I knew this type well. The superflirt. Not drunk, but buzzed. Exraverted. Superficially confident. Used to getting her way with men. Weaponized femininity. A classic eternal ingenue. Likely had a boyfriend somewhere else and a couple of mother hens in attendance to supervise her.

The superflirt’s frame is all-powerful. Few men can resist getting sucked into it. But resist you must. I had three choices before me.

Brush her off.

Refuse to dance but attempt to get her to join us in conversation.

Dance with her.

Number one is fine if you want her to leave. But don’t expect to pull a superflirt out of her euphoric frame with aloofness and indifference. She’ll just waltz to the next guy willing to entertain her machinations.

Number two is a battle of the frames. Can you convince a hyper happy chick to focus on you for more than a second? All her energy is pulling her onto the dance floor, into the embrace of an envious or horny audience. You have no value to her other than your looks, and that’s weak sauce to a cute girl. She has approached you, thus stripping you of the momentum and careful planning of a male-initiated approach, and she has thrown out a hoop for you to jump through which is rigged to ensure failure. You jump, you lower your value. You refuse to jump, you look like a stick in the mud.

Number three is jumping through the hoop, but with an eye on the long game. That’s what I did.

I got up and we all danced languidly around the bar, her leading the way. (I had tried to maneuver myself in front but obstacles prevented a smooth transition.) She introduced me and my buddy to her two friends, a sausage-shaped older, short Latina and a tall, big-boobed, meaty girl. The mother hens. I tried to preemptively neutralize any future mother hennery by asking the tall girl if she was responsible for babysitting Superflirt while she had all the fun.

“No way. She can take care of herself.”

Bullseye.

I danced with Superflirt on and off for fifteen minutes. Every few seconds she would saunter away to harass the DJ, dance on the bar, or drink a free shot, courtesy of the gawking older men gathering around us. She would return and put her hands on my stomach, exclaiming with delight how hard it was, or she would tickle me. A few times she leaned in and rested her cheek on my cheek, whispering in my ear. She smelled like concentrated estrogen. Then she would recoil in mock indignation, and, without my prompting, announce she had a boyfriend.

“I have a boyfriend, just to let you know. No, really, I have a boyfriend.”

I’ll admit I was enjoying the spectacle, regardless if it led anywhere or not. Of course, I would do my best to lead it somewhere, but the superflirt is normally quarry best left to shot-buying chumps who can convince themselves they’re going home happy having danced with a cute chick for a minute.

“That’s great. So does my girlfriend.”

She cocked her head and stared at me quizzically, then giggled. “I reeeeeeeally have a boyfriend. I’m supposed to go to his place later.”

I ignored her. She hopped up on the bar again. I figured at this point she was teetering close to the edge of outright drunkenness, so if I was to make a bold move, I had to execute quickly.

There are two ways to handle a superflirt. One, nuclear negs followed by a bold sexual move that shocks her out of her attention whore programming. Two, jealousy plotlines that flip the script so she is chasing you. I wanted to do the first option, but she had stopped clambering into my lap in between dance moves. All I could accomplish was a few negs.

“Hey, stop tickling me. Do I look like a piece of meat?”

“Yes!”

“Sexual harassment! Is this how you hit on men? It’s not working.”

She twirled. I tried to keep her focused.

“How would you like it if I did that to you?” I tickled her middle and she shrieked joyously like a little girl so loudly I though my ears would bleed.

This was going nowhere. She was in full-on attention whore mode. Out of the corner of my eye, I spied a leggy woman of exquisite beauty wearing a miniskirt that climbed past mid-thigh. Her makeup was expertly applied, and she didn’t smile. An expression of disdain swept across her purse-lipped face.

Had to be Russian.

I sidled closer to her table where she was standing with a couple girls and some men, and listened in; yep, Russians. She glanced in my direction. I realized why. Preselection. She had front row seats to me getting pawed by Superflirt. A man can go up as much as five points simply by being seen in the company of a hot babe.

This was one last opportunity to break Superflirt’s frame. If I could be seen by her chatting up the Russian, she might reengage and be open to a proper seduction. All her earlier boyfriend chatter suggested to me she was subconsciously looking for an excuse to step out with a new man. And nothing works like jealousy on an eternal ingenue. She has to feel a competitive threat from equally pretty women.

Unfortunately, this story does not have a good ending. I opened the Russian, asking her why she wasn’t embarrassing herself like the other girls by dancing on the bar, because it’s what all American women do. As we talked I would steal a glance at Superflirt to see if she was watching us, but she had fallen on her ass next to a bar stool, drunk as sin, and one shot away from puking. Three men rushed in to help her up. I didn’t budge. When I turned back to continue my conversation with the Russian, the doorman was saying something to her and she clopped in three inch high heels toward the door to make a phone call outside.

It was near closing time. Superflirt stumbled past me on the way to the door. She stopped to drape her arms over my shoulders, and I told her to give me her number. It was a last ditch effort that I knew had a low chance of succeeding. She was barely cognizant. But she stuck to her boyfriend script.

“Can’t. No I really can’t. I’m going to my boyfriend’s place right now! He lives nearby.”

Admiring her tight ass and perfect 0.7 waist-hip ratio as she wobbled out into the street, I figured her boyfriend either had very strong pimp hand to feel comfortable letting her get drunk by herself in his own hood, or they were heading for a dramatic breakup within the month. What a fucking headache it is dating a superflirt. Best way to keep them in line is to date two or more of them at the same time.

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Anyway, I have a personal question. Maybe people can help. I am dating this guy and he does drugs. Is that bad? I don’t do drugs. Never really gave it much thought. But he does cocaine and ecstasy sometimes. I don’t really know how often but maybe more than once a week. I’m pretty sure he never goes to work while under the influence though.

Another thought for these types I forgot to mention is hitting them with disqualifiers first so they can over escalate themselves right into fucking you.

Fire off “we’re not having sex tonight” before she objects and it steals her thunder. Do the same with commenting about your gf so you can’t do anything, and so on. Disqulaify her objections by mentioning them first and her own nature to flirt and escalate, now without putting in her mental breaks, puts her where you want her.

Sexual deprivation is a helluva drug. The average, mortal man can rarely resist the overtly flirtatious girl for the same reason he thinks strippers actually give a shit about anything he has to say while sitting on his lap – he’s not used to it. It doesn’t happen in his world, so when the flirt lays it on for a dollar in her g-string or a free drink at the bar the first thing Joe Average thinks is how he can’t believe his “luck”. This is his ‘chance’ and he MUST capitalize on it.

Veterans (should) know better, but even still there’s a flood of endorphins and hormonal chemical cocktails in his bloodstream that makes it all the more difficult – particularly since attractive feminine attention is so rare and intermittent a reward. As hard as it is, the main thing to strive for with the flirt is to retain as rational an understanding of cost-to-reward as possible.

On the Boyfriend Disclaimer, also known as a Preemptive LJBF. The Boyfriend Disclaimer rejection occurs when a woman slips the information of her unavailability (due to the BF) covertly into casual conversation. It’s simply a communication device with the latent purpose of proactively rejecting him (where a LJBF is a reactive rejection). Men have a tendency to think women are abstract and scattered when in fact they are very calculating, it’s just that covert communication is second nature for them.

The idea behind the Boyfriend Disclaimer is that you’ve overplayed and telegraphed your interest in her overtly enough that she wants to save herself the potential embarrassment and discomfort of having to needlessly go through the process of you asking her out. As I said, it’s proactive – “Hey lets save us both the trouble of you trying to hook up with me and get to the part where we agree to LJBF.” This is a very common practice for exceptionally attractive women who, through frequency, more readily read the approach behaviors of guys who are attracted to her.

Birthday week? Dancing on the bar? Ugh, just hearing that makes me cringe. If you’re a good dancer, I don’t think dancing with her is ever a bad option. Sure it’s technically jumping through a hoop, but it allows you to show her that you’re smooth and you’ve got some rhythm, display yourself to the other women there, and possibly even steal her shine and become the center of attention. Then you’re walking on water. It’s happened that women who have refused to to talk to me earlier in the night have come back around trying to feel me up in the crowd later in the night after seeing me dance with someone else. If you need to learn, I reccommend watching some Usher videos. Good blend of the James Brown/Michael Jackson footwork, Fred Astaire smoothness, and beat street pop locking to emulate there.

There is one solution that I’ve had mild success with, but it requires you to be seated around some women you’re trying to game already. Go with option 1 (brush ‘er off), but do it as rudely as possible – something like putting your fingers in your drink, then flicking your fingers at her nose while yelling, “Go away. Bad doggie! Bad!”

Why not ditch the ditzy drunk and target the Russian(s), having used superflirt as a DHV? That’s what I would have done. It’s not like she had any particular meaningful interest in you (or anyone). Behavior like that is annoying and led to the predictable result in this case.

A man is necessarily dependent on his mate for his bloodline’s survival.

He therefore will be enthralled by her.

A woman is dependent on her mate for her survival ONLY in environments in which his skills, courage and
honor tamed the “unnatural,” harsh (i.e. northern) environments for her and their children.

She will be enthralled by him to the extent that her instincts tell her she is in that ancestral environment. However, to the extent that her instincts tell her that she is in the older sub-Saharan African environment
where a man’s contributions are less crucial to her protection and provision, she will be enthralled primarily by those features of masculinity that dominate others and win out in the competition for a fixed territory. These may involve everything from raw physical strength to subtle
social skills of con artistry. When the latter perceptions overwhelm the former, society collapses as women become “self reliant” and MOST men become “boys” or homosexuals while a few men become alpha primates.

That is the precarious balance in which all human civilizations and societies outside of Africa have existed to varying degrees — degrees that depend largely on degrees of latitude and their climactic correlates.

So even if one doesn’t include such profound pathologies as chemically induced sterility within the ancient interplay between male and female, one still sees societies rise as honorable men make the environment safe for women and children — and then fall as women and a few dominant men
start to treat such a “tamed” environment as though it were nature’s gift, rather than the gift of honorable men against whom they now turn.

Include birth control and abortion as a means of short-circuiting the transformation from maiden into mother, and courtship becomes a genuinely “enthralling” phenomenon for many otherwise honorable men who never quite measure up to the demands placed upon them by perpetual (at least until the age of 40 or so) “maidens.” Add sexual infidelity and an abhorrence of considering genetic lineage to the culture and paternal uncertainty rips asunder the very fabric of sexual union itself.

Awesome post. Ahahahahsha loveeee the posts about good girlgame. This is almost as good as the post about the little minx on the rooftop bar or whatever from a couple years ago.

It really is about who can set the frame… best is to strategically set the frame and let the other control less important moments so they think they are in control. Soon they don’t even realize what is happening – and everyone us egohappy.

Framing for girls is primarily about turning him on – via looks and then using those looks to their benefit. And a fun femmy attitude to subtly mind control (LOL) him. Cleopatra used a strong frame of perfumed river barges dressed as Aphrodite etc to conquer.

It works well when the girl is a younger and he can’t quite keep up with her references or youthful exuberance. Or she does something more glamorous than him so she truly is in another world that he has to try and relate too – like art, modeling, upper class, etc.

Funny to hear the guys who say they hate these girls. Thing is, around these girls its like their frame is so attractive you don’t mind (assuming her personality doesn’t disqualify her looks completely). Best is if she just seem like a flaky but fun girl – rationalized in the basis of her being pretty.

You let a woman dictate your actions and control the frame thus in her eyes you may have lowered your precieved value.

A better action to take on your part was to let her enter your world and your reality as opposed to the other way around.

Girl :Let’s dance! Come on, get up! It’s my birthday this week

Your new action :She had grabbed both my hands and was ATTEMPTING TO guide me up off my seat, her hips in a perpetual wriggle.

You: Listen I got to speak to my buddy about something very very important, you should go dance and when you finish come back with a drink and I may let you in on my secret”

At this position (you sitting down, she standing up) you are not only able to hold the frame thus displaying higher value then her because she is standing up, but also able to dictate her actions and stimulate her curiosity as to the “very important” and “secret” reasons as to why you refused to dance with her as opposed to every other chumped she has encountered.

True to a woman’s nature she could have just been an “attention whore” and never came back but at least you found out that sooner rather then later if she was interested.

Hey, what happened to flip the script? That should be option 1. Disqualify her right away. Tell her that she doesn’t have a chance with you. You promised your girlfriend that you wouldn’t do anything naughty tonight. If she sticks around, tease the hell out of her. Attention whores are always good for a laugh.

When a woman approaches a man like this, she is never DTF because that would make her, very publicly, a total slut. It’s always about the prick tease and the attention. Never take the bait, never accept her frame. To do so is instant DLV.

This has to be an old story or about someone else. Surely you wouldn’t do this Roissy.

@Laura: “I don’t know many Russian girls, but my cousin dated one. He told me that they watched Dumb and Dumber together and she didn’t laugh once.”

It’s easy to make ’em laugh, but you can’t do it with crap like that. Best way to make them laugh is to make fun of ’em, which is easy.

Cool thing about today’s Roissy tale of derring-do; it’s obviously a real story, because, like much of life, it doesn’t have a happy ending.

I’ve dated a lot of women who were attention hos. They naturally fit my personality. I think the “game hooks” which work on them are:
1) Ignore them. I mean, notice they are there, but use the pull more than the push. Their over the top-ness is kind of a shit test. What would James Bond do? I don’t really do this as game; I do this because I find such antics really irritating.
2) Be cooler than them. Hard to do when they’re in full on attention ho mode, but if you’re regaling a large group that includes women on her level of attractiveness, she’ll work hard to get your attention. Only give them validation when they do something you like: and that doesn’t include lame gropings or whatever (shit tests) -make them have a real conversation with you.

Thursday I remember seeing something like this when I was younger which shattered my idea of women. A guy had better game and looked so much better yet she wanted this guy who was a complete doofus and was head of the basketball team.

And I mean this kid was duummmbbb. Academically, socially, everything. I just sat back and watched and couldn’t believe women loved status THAT much. Women are more power hungry than men, they just don’t want to actually have the power. They want the image of it.

The thing I can’t get my head around is why one would even bother pursuing one of these types, regardless of how hot she might be. Her personality is nothing short of repulsive. As soon as she opens her mouth, she immediately soils her looks with the verbal diarrhea and attention whoring attitude. I couldn’t give a crap if she’s into me, it’s fucking disgusting. Is this a massive boner shrinker to anyone but me??

It’s not just the super-attention-whores either. I find a vast variety of physically attractive women boring, vapid, self absorbed and childlike. It really turns me off. I can’t even bother engaging past a certain point, because I’m no longer remotely attracted to them. A bunch of made-up, self entitled, spoiled rotten brats.

Maybe that’s so ‘Beta’ of me to want to be attracted to a woman for more than just her looks and BMI index, but I’d rather bone frisky 7s than these repulsive mega whores.

And feministix, the answer depends on whether you prefer him with that vacant, “I just clobbered myself in the head with a mallet” look on his face. It may work in your favour you know, making him more tolerant, docile and all.

Interestingly when a girl like this fucks with someone like me, I believe she does it with motive.

She knows that the target (me) would do almost anything to be with her.
She senses this- she knows that you are enamored, bewitched, bewildered- this is primal.
While most men would covet her, most aren’t hypnotized, paralyzed by her beauty.
When I encounter one of these, it goes way beyond what a most men feel. To just fuck one of these women once- would drive some men mad.

Fuck if I don’t believe some innate part of these women wants to fuck you as well. No, they won’t do it- not on this night, and not in this World. She has her model, investment banker, coke dealer boyfriend, and just the fact that he got her, means he doesn’t yearn for her.
To be desired in this way is intoxicating.
Once you encounter one of these women, the memory lingers- it stings, infuriates.

Maybe this is why some men throw themselves into game more than others.
Understand that other men may do it for other reasons but, not every man loves women in this way.

I don’t care if she’s a 9.9 carrying a letter from her psychiatrist saying she’s a nymphomaniac. This girl sounds tedious and annoying and I can’t imagine wanting to spend a minute in her company, in the bar or in the sack.

Because you just know she’s a “lie back and think of herself” type in bed.

“The thing I can’t get my head around is why one would even bother pursuing one of these types, regardless of how hot she might be. Her personality is nothing short of repulsive. As soon as she opens her mouth, she immediately soils her looks with the verbal diarrhea and attention whoring attitude. I couldn’t give a crap if she’s into me, it’s fucking disgusting. Is this a massive boner shrinker to anyone but me??”

It’s not always this obvious that she’s an attention junkie. You might meet a girl who simply has a lighthearted, enchanting and girlish quality about her, and if she’s pretty, that is very hard to resist. On Friday, you’re holding hands and taking a long, romantic walk around the monuments together. Then when you’re out with your boys on Saturday, you spot her strolling hand-in-hand with another chap on M Street. An ingenue can be extremely feminine, lady-like, and elegant. She just has an appetite for lots of different men.

Be even more of a party animal than they are. You talk to every fucking girl in the bar BUT her. You take shots with strangers. You laugh, you dance, you tell jokes and hilarious stories, you have to be having a better time than your target is.

Ignore her until the bar is solidified as your territory. Then when she approaches, neg her, challenge her, make her laugh, and mercilessly brush her off because you are having more fun than her. Her frame should be shattered at this point. Procede as normal but continue your party vibe.

While I generally don’t like acting like a clown and prefer conversations to stimulate a girls attraction, this has become my standard operating procedure for bars at college. It is completely reversing the script: you need to be the superflirt.

I wouldn’t invest that much attention in her. Girls ask me dance frequently, if anything I’d dance with her to get preeselection, but once she told me she had a boyfriend, I would have said something like good for you, and left her there, with a personality like that and her already trying to disqualify = too much energy invested. Girls that perceive me to be coming on them, when I’m not, is a major turn off for me.

At first I wondered what was the point of this post, but I guess some people would be interested in how to pick up this kind of girl.

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then, and i am not FUCKING KIDDING you acorss the hall form her is this other girl who earlier that day atthe party i just asked her randomly “Say are you a virgin?” and she said “yes” so i said well we can end that if you wnat tonight lzozlzozlzlzl and she said, OK. and i said, “upstaires right now.” and she pointed at her date, and so i said, OK then later tonight.

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she looks at me and smiles and goes “i didn’t think you were coming.”

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on her desk.

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“It works well when the girl is a younger and he can’t quite keep up with her references or youthful exuberance. Or she does something more glamorous than him so she truly is in another world that he has to try and relate too – like art, modeling, upper class, etc.

Funny to hear the guys who say they hate these girls. Thing is, around these girls its like their frame is so attractive you don’t mind (assuming her personality doesn’t disqualify her looks completely). Best is if she just seem like a flaky but fun girl – rationalized in the basis of her being pretty.”

are there seriously women who think any of this is even remotely true?

next time you are with a girl ak her why she shaves her pussy like bald r alomost bald.

shell think about it ponder it and say “my bf asked me too way backwhen.”

so yu say, “well why did he do that?”

she’ll ponder and think about it like a chick, exerting herself and maybe even working up a sweat and then say, “i dunno….”

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Birthday weeks are definitely the new thing. Being someone of the younger generation, I adopted this wholeheartedly through college (why should girls have all the fun?).

Also, I attended a conservative school with many many attractive girls generally from affluent families. This is a blueprint for a superflirt mecca. I’ve found the most successful technique with these types is going direct from the get go. Either she will buy into your frame right away OR reject it but at least know what to expect with you. As a bonus, you will not have wasted time with a tease. Admittedly, I’m not bad-looking, but I think this works because it’s not the way most guys approach women like this. Most guys would approach like you described… flirting back, jumping through hoops, looking for subtle ways and the perfect time to close.

The only problem I’ve found with the “ignore, neg, repeat” game with these girls is that a lot of times you can easily come off as boring or cold. Especially if you’re in a big venue, an ADD girl like this has little incentive to get some random guys attention. But if this is your route, social proof the way Raliv describes it is essential for gina-tingling contrast.

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who will be the first to blog about my genius, and will they talk about me and promote me even if i do not butthex girls in secretive tapings of asscokcing sessions ? even if i do not videotape secretive associng sessions without the girlths conthent, and even if i do not assock them, will they still write or talk about me?

will charlotte allen write about me in the weekly standard ever even though i don ot assocc girls and tape it secretly without tehri conthnt?

what about priscilla painton or meg macardle mcgriddle?

will anyon of them talk about me even though i am nota ecrteive taper of butthex without tehgrilths contehnt?

how is a man suppossed to comptee in this world when bernanke wiress all the dollars to feminists who hold up secrteive tapers of assocking sessinons s the parogon of men and heroism?

what am i to do?

i know i will get no berankedolalrs nr advance ever like tucker max. i know the weekly stahdard will not hype me nor lexaggerate my heaght.

but such is the price we noble men ay for walking the straight and narrow and refusing to assock grls and tape it in secrete without the girlths ocnthent lzozlzozlzozllzzzozo

it is a long, painful road, as beranke cuts his funds off for all thsoe men who just wantto live n decent , honets life and who do not want to asscock girls and tape it without the girlths conthent to get bernanke cash from sodom and schuster lzozlozozozozlzozozo

but walk it i must

all of ye should know

tat i forgive them for they know not what they do lzozlzozozozozozoo

and i carry this cross of refusing to butthex girlths and tape it in secret without tehir conthent, thusly narking me as a man unworthy of brernake cash and weekly standadth hype and prsiclla painton love.

Anyway, I have a personal question. Maybe people can help. I am dating this guy and he does drugs. Is that bad? I don’t do drugs

Once a week could be managable, for coke, but is still high risk. ANY meth and forget it. At once a week he’s a serious risk for uncontrollable addiction, which would make him less than human. A dangerous debit to your wealth and health.

Dealt with a superflirt… My strategy was ignore ignore ignore. I was playing hot n cold without the hot. You see if a superflirt approaches you she at least thought you were cute or something about you was “alpha” . So as she keeps trying to pull you into her frame outright ignore her, treat her like she’s a child and keep pulling away. Led to dates and kissing. Her own created world her frame is too strong, she sucks you in, you enter a predetermined spot in her reality. You refuse she keeps trying to chase you eventually giving up more and more to hold your attention.

Benji loves you too, and the gold he’s gonna tax away from you. But Ben could be the next Yelzin, GBFM will be a billionaire soon! Much more fun to ride the boom bust than to labour, invent, refine, optimize.

this next song goes out to the love child of prsicilla painton at sdom and shuster, meghan mcgriddle, ben berannke, and chalrotee allen and jonah goldber an the name of teir love child rhyems with goldman sax lzozlzllzzo

Easiest thing to do with a definitely hot, way extroverted girl in a super party attention whore mode, who’s already coming on to you or does so after your approach, is to use her as social proof. Yeah dance w/her etc. but then not. Make her chase or not, look for other hot girls. Roissy tried with Russian girl; didn’t pan out; can’t win them all.

Low effort nuclear option is to blow her off, despite her repeated attempts and explicit or implicit taunts that “you’re not fun” cause you’re not playing her game. She’s likely to just move on, but esp. if you’ve already demo’d social proof w/another hot girl, there’s a small chance she won’t, and will enter your frame. (This will depend on her instinctual view of you, but also her intent. If she’s got an alpha bf, isn’t a real slut, and just loves being an attention whore party girl, proving to herself that most of the attractive men there do want here, then this isn’t at all likely to work. Her game plan won’t be a complete success, cause you aren’t playing along, but it won’t be enough anyway.)

I was at some dance lessions, and free dances with a superflirt who would pull guys by their tie or shirts into the middle. She was super cute, thin and perky. I was too much of a Dreg to ever ask her out, but if I did talk to her, she had a low attention span and would rather go off to dance with more guys.

One time as I left, she saw me in the hall and grabbed my hand and begged for a dance. I flat out denied her and left. Just to do it, and it was great. Of course if I was an alpha the next day I’d have some story about banging the shit out of her. But I don’t. Instead she died of a brain tumor a few years later.

In this case I tend to believe there really was one, given her interest in Roissy, her leaving the bar without giving up her number to him or it seemed anyone else, and so on. Just the whole way she was playing.

But anyway, assume for a moment she really does have a local bf. What’s his likely story. Let’s assume he’s an alpha 9 or a lesser alpha 8, to this hot party girl attention whore’s 8.5. Should he be letting her do this, or not?

Does she perhaps know that her 9 bf is getting some one the side, but is a one man kind of girl, with party girl/attention whore needs or anyway desires and ready powers? Is her lesser alpha 8 bf perhaps busy doing work in some way, on a trip or working late, but lets her play like this.

You have no idea how angry your question makes me. Last time I checked you were looking for an appropriate father for your children. Maintain that frame. Do you want rationalising, shameless cokehead for your baby daddy? Do you want rationalising, addict cokehead for your baby? Do you want to be mother to that child?

Do you want those genes?

Or do you want thrills?

And if you start making excuses about how normal and well-adjusted and anti-establishment/system the man is, I will lose it. There is no better indicator of Trouble with a capital T than drugs. Even just dating, nevermind baby daddies.

1) erase/criminalize manhood and morality
2) sexualize little girls
3) detsroy fatherhood as 41% of kids are born out of wedlock & many of the married fathers will be divorced too as 2/3 of women initialize divorce as teh fiat bankers get a cut of teh alimony/shild support lozlzlz and it gives them more control over the children who they can medicate and deosul and sluttify without a father in teh huse laozlzlzozlz lzozlzlzlz
4) celbreate and promote the lies of douchebag dudes who film secretive tapings of butthex withoutthe girl’s consent lzozlzlz
5) threaten 2 suspend kids fro wearing american flags 2 school while encourgaing little girls 2 dress and act like slutty sluts lzozlzlzlz
6) profit from porn and war and debt and bebacuhery and divorce from porn and war and debt and debauchery and divorce which is why the necon fiat masters fund feminist studies class to teach women how to depopulate the world via tehir pre-emptive abortion wars lzolzlzlzllzlzlz on 50,000,000 unborn kids who have been murdered killed dead murdered lzozlzlzl

I really don’t know anyone who does drugs very well- not even weed. I’m generally aware that a number of wall street types regularly engage in drug use while maintaining ostensibly functional lives. I don’t really know what they are like in their personal lives because I don’t know any of them.

My boyfriend isn’t a wall street type, but he is seemingly successful in his career. He claims his drug habit doesn’t impede his work or family life.

I don’t know anything about drugs. I do not know what is too much or too addictive. In theory, I don’t care if my partner does drugs and I don’t care if the father of my children does drugs so long as it doesn’t impede his ability to function.

I know that he gets to work on time and I know that his house is clean and organized. Beyond that, I don’t know if his life is in ruins.

I really don’t know anyone who does drugs very well- not even mjuana. I’m generally aware that a number of wall street types regularly engage in drug use while maintaining ostensibly functional lives. I don’t really know what they are like in their personal lives because I don’t know any of them.

My boyfriend isn’t a wall street type, but he is seemingly successful in his career. He claims his drug habit doesn’t impede his work or family life.

I don’t know anything about drugs. I do not know what is too much or too addictive. In theory, I don’t care if my partner does drugs and I don’t care if the father of my children does drugs so long as it doesn’t impede his ability to function.

I know that he gets to work on time and I know that his house is clean and organized. Beyond that, I don’t know if his life is in ruins.

If he admits that he does coke and X “sometimes”, you can pretty much translate that to mean….

“I do coke and X a lot, basically whenever it’s around, and eventually you’re going to see me having a 3way where I snort lines of both off the asses of the chicks I’m doing it with. But I’m not an addict so whatever..”

Use your IQ. Your logic is flawed. Drug-taking is not independent of ability to function. It’s a glaring personality flaw. It is an indicator for risk-taking, criminality, social irresponsibility, lack of impulse control, bad judgement. He will be trouble sooner or later, one way or another.

As for fertility, health and sudden death risks? Well, go do your google search.

hey does anyone have prsiclla paintn’s email address i wanna email her some excerpts for my upcoming book and alos apologize to her for fling to tape assckokcing sessions and butthexing sessions with girls without the girlth cothent taped in secrte an di wanna apologize to teh eochns for falling short of their ideals and values but ask them topublish me anyways because although i don;t buthex chix and tape it without their ocnthet now and then their little dogs eat my cum which also makes for good reading.

If he admits that he does coke and X “sometimes”, you can pretty much translate that to mean….

“I do coke and X a lot, basically whenever it’s around, and eventually you’re going to see me having a 3way where I snort lines of both off the asses of the chicks I’m doing it with. But I’m not an addict so whatever..”

Or he could be secretly gay.
”””””
There is coke everywhere. The liquid kind you can buy at the store though.

I would mate guard more than this. Knowing her needs for attention, I’d find ways to keep her above her needed threshold for attention and thrill, probably by public displays of sexuality, such as dressing her up and trotting her around.

“Will The Chateau weigh in on Mel’s game, or lackthereof, WRT Oksana’s recorded phone convos?”

Your post is funny! Hear are my notes so far:

1) Mel loses control of everything when he loses control of himself.

2) His tantrums are funny and unmanly.

3) Oksana has the bigger set of balls.

[editor: i haven’t listened to much of the taped recordings, but from what i have heard, mel strikes me as a lesser alpha. another commenter made the salient point that mel, being famous for so long, has forgotten how to be alpha around women, particularly younger russian women who are known to be calculating bitches in the face of male weakness. he has relied on his fame as an automatic pussy soaker, and let his game skills — if he ever had any — atrophy. now that he’s older and up against a stone cold bitch, his true inner beta shines through.
that makes sense.]

@editor–I don’t know if he is alpha or beta, but to me a hallmark of masculinity is self-control. His lack of self-control might be alcohol-related, a by-product of narcissism, or a product of his upbringing, but his actions are more like the actions of a spoiled child than I guy I’d have trusted my few precious eggs to, in the parlance of this blog.

[editor: i’d say it was the alcoholism. that’s known to trigger temper tantrums.]

OTOH, I have no admniration for her either. They make a lovely pair–unlike her bolt-ons–so the whole monkey house show is very amusing to me.

You have no idea how angry your question makes me. Last time I checked you were looking for an appropriate father for your children. Maintain that frame. Do you want rationalising, shameless cokehead for your baby daddy? Do you want rationalising, addict cokehead for your baby? Do you want to be mother to that child?

Do you want those genes?

Or do you want thrills?

And if you start making excuses about how normal and well-adjusted and anti-establishment/system the man is, I will lose it. There is no better indicator of Trouble with a capital T than drugs. Even just dating, nevermind baby daddies.

Does that include Thomas Jefferson, laudanum user? Oh, and grower as well. That’s a derivative of opium, a very, very hard drug, to be clear.

Though it is safer than modern day anti-depressants, which can lead to thoughts of suicide. And suicide. However, killing the patient with “right drugs” is deemed an acceptable price to pay to avoid the use of “wrong drugs”. You see, “wrong drugs” can HURT the patient. But “right drugs” will only kill him.

Is it just me, or is DC is full of those types? I met one on the Metro. Flirted up a storm with me, then we went to a bar to meet some of her friend. Only about an hour and a half in to the convo did she mention her boyfriend. I got a kiss from her at the end of the night, but that’s it.

Since then I’ve found a good way to practice with these types is to go to strip clubs. All these hot girls coming on to you… for money. Hold your frame, don’t buy lap dances, don’t let them sit on your lap. Ask personal questions. My personal favorite is “when was the last time you were in love?”

Quote: “Once you encounter one of these women, the memory lingers- it stings, infuriates. ”

I agree , and part of this has to do with placing too much value on her looks yet realising (subliminally or otherwise) at the same time, that her potential toxicity to your soul is logarithmic in proportion to her looks.

This definitely seems like an older article written while dark lord was learning game. Now published to see what the readers would do, or perhaps test of our game.

Seems like the girl I was seeing. Stripper in training, freshly 18, and very very bubbly personality mixed with A.D.D. She did that hip wiggle walk too. ‘flaunting her shit’ is what it was. It was hot, you can’t deny urges, but after a week it gets really lame and annoying. Combine that with her already stripper girlfriends training her how to get guys to buy them everything. Brand new cars, check, place to stay, check. She quickly learned that I was a broke college grad and that was that.

coke isnt very addictive to guys with good self-esteem. those with low self esteem it tends to destroy–because the high gives them the temp feeling of high esteem. that is why a jagger or heffner or freud could snort a ton and come out unscathed. weed is every bit as addictive as coke, but the effects of the addiction arent as bad. psychological addictions are worse than physical addiction. anyone can kick a physical addiction, few can kick a psychological one without dramatic life change. x, acid and mushrooms are the only good drugs.

I was at one of the classier bars in my city recently with a male and two female friends.

In the crowd , my buddy and I quickly spotted two young Jezebels that were attracting male attention.

Both were around 21 – 22 , both wore halter top dresses and had impressive DD cleavage on show which was further accentuated by the need for these young darlings to pull up their hatler tops every so often as their titts threatened to escape.

The brunette was a solid 8.5 – 9 , the lighter haired one a solid 8.

Naturally the brunette was getting more of the attention and was happily lapping it up.

At one stage , I was standing near the bar talking to my buddy and the two floozies were in the vicinity , the brunette started talking with one of our female friends … the longest conversation I saw her have; all of 5 minutes.

At one stage , the less attractive of the two went over to the brunette who was in mid conversation with some dude , physically picked her up and carried her away a couple of meters. In doing so , she almost stumbled over and would have landed them both on the floor had I not by reflex stuck out my arm and blocked the fall.

There was absolutely no point in trying to game these two.

The whole bar had been witnessing their antics throughout the night and frankly every guy that made an approach was getting nowhere. Furthermore , the way I saw it , engaging with them was a DLV in the eyes of every other woman that was there , particularly the ones over 25.

So , i did what any smart man would do.

I had a good look of their titts, ignored the rest and went back to talking with my buddy and enjoying my beer.

One thing about obesity is that it proves that its owner is not getting enough of the good and righteous and satisfying things in life – ie, not getting enough of them to avoid having stupid, uncontrollable cravings for food calories as a replacement.
Who would want to be close to that kind of nightmare?

The girl definitely fit the bill. I had already seen her dance with countless other guys. She was attractive- slender, pretty face, actually substantially taller than me.

I wasn’t gaming anyone, and I was actually wallflower’ing by myself in a corner when she checked me out.

Preselected.

I pretended to not notice her stare, and acted perfectly aloof. That forced her to walk up and open me directly. She asked me to dance but I instead started a banal conversation. So she asked to dance again, and I dropped the nuclear disqualifier.

“Sure, you’re cute. Don’t get any funny ideas though, I have a girlfriend. You won’t be talking me home tonight.*”

She paused and quickly asked me to explain myself, which I proceeded to do. My answers were somewhat awkward, whereas “It’s complicated” would have sufficed. (Damn you Roissy, you wrote your “It’s complicated post” right after this encounter) But she was eventually satisfied, and everything escalated quickly from there.

I showed a healthy amount of disinterest, leaving her for my friends at one point. I had to build some comfort since she was anxious about the girlfriend bit. Nonetheless within ten minutes of her initial approach she asked me make out, which I agreed to.

Given the number of guys hitting on her beforehand, this was certainly more than pure luck. My friends were slackjawed- they had witnessed another friend of mine cling to her and fail**. That’s all that happened though. She soon realized she had lost her cell phone and all interest instantly vanished into thin air.

—————–

Lesson learned- disqualify yourself within the first minute. Try to do so before she does. After that, she has to work for your interest. The rest is easy because she already wants something from you.

* I actually have a girlfriend. My aloofness and disinterest was genuine, which of course ironically made everything easy.
** My friends now can’t stop making fun of my friend who was actually trying to hit on her- they knew I wasn’t trying because of my girlfriend. I feel a bit of guilt for cockblocking, but oh well.

Or maybe, Cannon, we could have a “honest discussion” about the chemistry experiments that many modern teens are turned into.

The argument that because substance A is legal, equally harmful substances X, Y, Z etc. should be legal, too, is invalid because chemicals may interact in the body in complex ways, some of which may be dangerous (for example GHB + ethanol).

lovelysexybeauty
> Funny to hear the guys who say they hate these girls. Thing is, around these girls its like their frame is so attractive you don’t mind (assuming her personality doesn’t disqualify her looks completely). Best is if she just seem like a flaky but fun girl – rationalized in the basis of her being pretty.

I love how after reading this blog I can’t find anything but confirmation for 95% of everything Roissy says. This is pure projection… I f’ing hate girls – or anyone for that matter – who has to constantly set the frame of our interaction. It’s supposed to be a damned give and take. An equal interaction.

In highschool, I was a jerk. And while I was interested in sex, the idea of a relationship was an anathema to me, so I never capitalized on my inevitable female magnetism (probably partially because I wasn’t interested on going steady with any of them… The one girl I was ever attracted to her personality enough to pursue I struck out horribly with). If I had understood game at that time, and how “alpha” males can do whatever they want, bang whoever they want, and not lose and social value, I’d be a very different person today, probably someone I like less, but I’d be having too much fun to care. But the point is, I wasn’t trying to attract them, so I didn’t have any compunctions against setting the frame. Constantly. Which they found irresistible.

In college, I decided I needed a girlfriend. So I did what I wanted girls to do for me; stand back and let the frame be set mutually. To my chagrin, every girl I chased found me as bland as drywall, and left my company to chase something else. I thought I had lost my strange attractiveness. It wasn’t until I started reading this blog that I realized I didn’t peak in highschool, it was just that my assumptions were all wrong.

Stop projecting your own desires on people whose wiring is different. This goes for absolutely everyone.

The argument that because substance A is legal, equally harmful substances X, Y, Z etc. should be legal, too, is invalid because chemicals may interact in the body in complex ways, some of which may be dangerous (for example GHB + ethanol).

The fact that such an interaction can occur is not actually proof that it does.

Second, and I admit this is “above my pay grade”, I view death as worse than injury. So I would, admittedly making a moral judgment I lack the wonderful specialness to make, view the “thoughts of suicide” anti-depressants as worse than most drugs.

Third, Rum, who ever said I was overweight? Perhaps my ulterior motive is that I enjoy Smashing Retards?

hi Roissy,
its good to hear u from on daily basis.
may be u are not writing any books on alpha males
and may be clio is furiously writing on sth.
why dont u tell clio to put sth. on her blog beside writing.
please!(?)

It is very possible that the girl really had a boyfriend.
When girls like that go out, sometimes they aren’t after a guy. They just want to recharge their vanity battery. They want to feel desired. Then they go back to the boyfriend, and say things like: “you don’t appreciate me enough”, meaning really “lots of guys want to fuck me, so you’d better treat me like a princess”.

They play with their only strength, which is their beauty. They live around it, all their lives are built around it.

The only possible game with them is to make them want to go after you. Probably this will take several weeks, because they are calculating and won’t give away their main asset easily in the first evening. Understand that for them, being desired is better than to be fucked. Therefore, coquettes keep teasing for as long as they can.

What is unbelievable is that some guys marry those bitches. How long does it take for anyone to get bored with someone like the flirtie? Six months? Would you like a bitch like that to be the mother of your children?

there’s a lot of talk on here about whether she really had a boyfriend or what her motivations are. who cares? the whole point of game is to stop overanalyzing the vapid motives and capricious whims of individual women and instead focus on the mechanics of attraction.

there’s only two questions to ask yourself after any interaction with a girl. ask yourself “what worked?”, so you can do it again. and ask yourself “what didn’t?”, so you can stop doing it. everything else is navel-gazing.

“The bride, 37, will keep her name. She is the business and economics editor of The Atlantic in Washington. She graduated from the University of Pennsylvania and received an M.B.A. from the University of Chicago. ”

with all that education i bet she can grasp that ben bernankeand teh federal reserve cretae dthe pua community lzozlzozlzlzozozlzlzlz

how the federal reserve system created the PUA community lzozlzlzloozlzllzll!! they DO NO wan t the men to read mises or hayek or jefferson or the us constitution lzozlzlzlz they want to keep the men in the fiat masters’ cave — the fiat butthex matrix — “gaming” and fighting over the table scraps of all the desoulaed, haggaard, std-ridden, vicious, gold-digging, cold, defeminized, prozac-addled womenz the fiat masters buttthexed and deosuled in college during teh primae nocate ceremeonies, instead of manning up and fighting for their dvine irght to something far greater — an honorable, virtuous wife. lzozllzllzllzozzlz

omg i cannot beleive how many betas think that peacocking and wearring furry hats like mystery is being an alpha! lzozllzlz it’s almost as bad as neocons trying to herald and exalt secrteive tapers of sodomy as butthexual heroes while repeating the butthexers and secretive tapers of butthexer’s lies in their “conservative” magaiznes lzozlzozlzlzlzl. omg it makes me lzolzlzozzlozol so hard that my ribs hurt zlozlzlzl

anyways teh federal resevre system not only creates money form thin air but that money is debt based and thus they can charge interest on it zlzozolzl and bankrupt and vampire suck an entiure oucntry of not only its property but its soul which is why neocon womenzs encourage young girls ot lust after undead vampire monsters in twilight who wear way too much makeup lzozlzozlzl and make the teen gina tingles lingles as teh federal reserve dicattes that all of entirety must be ruled by gina tingles and thus when a owmenz gina tingles in marriage she should act on it as the fed ahas funded and trained lawyers abd judgeds to seize her husbands promperty ieven if she is found fuciki9ng his best firend ojn tehir coffee table when he comes home agter a hard day;s work zlozlzlz the entire feminist moveement was created to expand teh police state into the home turning mwomenz against their husbands shidlerns god and the fmaily and the unborn as the neoocns trained put womenz on the front linez of their preemeptive war against the unborn in which women gallently and heroically murdered 50,000,000 unborn since roe vs. wade and were rewarded with lotsa butthex on demand from tgeh neocons favorite secrteive tapers of butthex for doing so lzozlzozlzozzlozzlozzlzozzlzozo. the neocns are good at math an dthey calcualted and determined it would be cheaper to train women to kill their kids and seize tehir husband;s property than it would be to train an army of jack booted thugs to dod so lzozlzozlzlzlzozoz and also the neoncs could have the womenz wear skirts and makeup and act like innocent little girls just killing their unborn chicldren for the greater good of humanity as it is chepar to hire pre-grown mexican labor wall stereet determined and claulated, tahn it is to take owmen out fo the fiat masters workforce to rais etheir own chidlren.

so how does this relate to the PUA movement?>?!?!?

i’m getting there so clam the fuck down!!

many of youse have been rwsiased on ritalin with no dads to tell you to fucking work hard and fucking shut up and fucking pay attention, and thus you act like little ritalain addicts which is the way the fed wants tit mashing buttons in your menaingless videogames in your single mom’s basmemnt turning up the playsattion volume to drown out the sounds of your mom upstairs banging biker cock which teh fed funds anmd encourages to put it in her butt and which your real dad is forced to pay for and asubsidize after he cuaght her cheating with the pool boy lzozlzlzlzllz and never nmanning up and going forth and finidg your true ftahers and the reading the constitution for yourself nor homers odyssey in which telemanchus must also rid his mhome of teh false suitors and teh us constitution which states that only congeress shall eb able to coin money and that it must be gold or silver but not fiat butthexing paper lzozlzlzozlzlzlzlz.

anywaz so the fed desouls womenz form an early age via numerous methods:

1) the slutting up of teen pop culture heroes lzozlzlzolzzlolzlzl brittany and now miley as disney is used to baiut and witch and sluttify children zlzozlzlzl
2) teh asscocking and anal sexing of girls with the assockcers and secrteive tapers of butthex who lie about tehir heiaght and are short, lying, douchbages being promoted as heores, while those bleeding to death in the neocns wars on foreign shores are ignored lzozlzlzlzzlzo
3) the constant barrage of ant-soul eductaion telling girls that their strong father who is trying to keep the short, lying docuhebag’s cock out of her ass and teh storng father who would beat the shit out of the assocker and short, lying secretive taper of butthex is really just oprressing her, and after ahwiel girls really ebgin to beleiev that teh fiat dollar is god and that ass cocking is tehir divine right and that any one who comes out agiants secrteiev tapings of asscockinsg is really just repressed. lzozlzlz
4) freud took everyying virtuius like love and committment and refusing temptations and labeled it a “repression” in the same way a fiat dollar takes everyoneg good like a hard day’s work and renders it worthless as the fiat master hire a police force to sezie the property ans assets while trianing women to lure men into marrigae and to “tame them” in jonah goldberg’s words and seize their asstts lzozlzlz. for the only problem with a fiat debt based dollar i=s that it is the opposite of welath lzozlzlz and thus the fiat masters devote tehir lives to rtrying to conbevert debt based fiat dollars into physical wealth and property which is why they come up with mba buzzwords and mba bubbles as the dot com bubble and real estate bubble and al l bubbles are the conscious mechanism via which fiat debt is covnerted into phsyical property as all teh risk is socilaized an dall teh profits privataized as worthless debt rtickles on down and phsycial proeprty and welath trickler on up form teh workwer creater artist and musician to the ifat matsers lzozlzozlzlzl and so the world is inverted as those who create are robbed, and those who bullshit are rewarded lzozlzlzozzlzlzl that is why leftists come out againats property rigts amnd anyone who advocates a fiat currency is aginst property rights lzozlzozzlzl as they want to be able to buy and seize your property by doing nothing but cxreatinge fiat debt zlzozlzl which is why they had to kill the family and debauch teh cultrue and currency lzozlzozlzl and kill teh heoric spirit and replace homer moses socrates aeneies with tcuekr max lzozllzlzl their butthexual secrteive tpaer of sodomy without teh girl’s conthen “siux foot tall” hero lzozlzlz

which brings us to the PUA movementy

as girls are deosuled and desouled and trained by the fed to seize a man’s assets and use their sex appeal not to serva a husband abnd fmaily but to transfer assets and weatlth form men to their pimp daddy ben beranke lzozlzlzlzlzl, by and by trhey lose their worth to men.

i mean lzozllzzl we’re not all that stoooopid lzozlz.

as a girl is deosuled in teh fiat fed noecon assocking secrteive tapings of butthex sessions, and converted into a soulless instrument of wealth transfer, her only value lies in the titllation that she provides, while the enertal chance for immortal love that our grandparenst knew and which fmeinsit professors label opression as the fed funds them to do, is lost forever lzozlzlzlzlzl!!

like a wise ghirl who wnats to live the glory honorable story of bride wife mother must strt as a vergin and then forver sevre and be loyal to one man lozzllzlzl

lzozlzlzllles! go all the femtards who are stoo stoopid and take lotsa cocka in all tehir orifices na dthen go “where idd lal the good men go?” when they hit 40 lzozlzlz google that roissy cartoone “where did all teh good men go? ms paint roissy cartoon” lzozlzlzl

well anywayz as behind every woman now stands a banker pimp going “BE SURE TO GET AS MUCHMONEY OUT OF TEH BETAS AS POSSIBLE AND IN RETURN WE PROMISTE YOU SECRETIVETAPINGS FROM ASSOCKING ALPHAS FILMED WITHOUT YOUR CONTHENT,” it only makes sense that a man’s goal by and by beocmes to get a smuch sex as possible without paying for it lzozlzlzozlzlz.

and that’s where game comes in.

becayuse teh federal reserve funded feminisma nd cretaed feminisms to transfer welath from men to the fed, break up teh family, but teh kids in corprate state daycare, and expand teh powers of teh stae into teh home, repalcing teh classical rugged fateh with fiat cash, the fed created the PUA game by changing the game and stakcing it against men lzozlzlzlzllz

now the fed also supports the PUA game as men wearing furry hats and spenidng tehir days working wmeiangless jobs while buying books on game purporting to help them get tehir cocks wet onece every two years is exactly what the fed wants. they DO NO wan t the men to read mises or hayek or jefferson or the us constitution lzozlzlzlz they want to keep the men in the fiat masters’ cave — the fiat butthex matrix — “gaming” and fighting over the table scraps of all the desoulaed, haggaard, std-ridden, vicious, gold-digging, cold, defeminized, prozac-addled womenz the fiat masters buttthexed and deosuled in college during teh primae nocate ceremeonies, instead of manning up and fighting for their dvine irght to something far greater — an honorable, virtuous wife. lzozllzllzllzozzlzl

and so you get what we have here, which is the wya he wants it, well he gets it. some men you just can’t reach. lzozlzlzlzlzlzzlzl

The fact that such an interaction can occur is not actually proof that it does.

Actually, it doesn’t even take chemical interaction between the drugs. The effects could simply cause damage by adding up in ways unpredictable to kids experimenting with them. The availability of a large variety of recreational drugs increases the likelihood of some kid, for example, being drunk and gulping down a dose of GHB, passing out, and choking on their vomit.

Second, and I admit this is “above my pay grade”, I view death as worse than injury. So I would, admittedly making a moral judgment I lack the wonderful specialness to make, view the “thoughts of suicide” anti-depressants as worse than most drugs.

Antidepressants are not recreational drugs. They are used for medical purposes. They give no high, just alleviate depression, a condition highly detrimental to life quality and potentially suicide- inducing.

[editor: i’d say it was the alcoholism. that’s known to trigger temper tantrums.]

I’d say it’s multi-factorial. Alcohol is obviously a factor, but in vino veritas, you know? It reveals what’s already there. That narcissism might be part of the emotional make-up of a movie star is obvious. Daddy issues? Ever have him talk about his father? There’s a major vibe of his trying to fruitlessly to meet the expectations of a nutjob, coupled with a disbelief that daddy could never be wrong or the world will fall apart. Mel is not a grown man emotionally. His rant demonstrates it.

“OTOH, I have no admniration for her either. They make a lovely pair–unlike her bolt-ons–so the whole monkey house show is very amusing to me.–[that’s not very christian of you.]”

LOL. You don’t know the half of it. Last night the whole family appended Mel’s phrase “but first you will blow me” to everything we said. As in “Honey, please pass the potatoes, but first you will blow me.” The kids were even using the poor dog as a ventroloquist dummy and having her say it in a Scooby-Doo voice. Good times…..

“As to the coke, why take a chance with those few precious eggs? [i don’t think his coke use will pollute her eggs.]”

It won’t. My point is that she doesn’t want to waste those precious eggs on a guy who is not “egg-worthy.” Who needs those drug addict genes and a guy who might end up too impaired to take care of his kids? She could end up raising a druggie kid alone. THAT in my book is settling.

Being so desperate that she is willing to jump into the fire with a man who has issues rather than realizing that a less flashy, more stable man might be a better mate is the worst sort of settling a woman can do–not finding a reliable “beta.”

I look for goodness over problems, integrity over trouble, but what do I know?

Actually, it doesn’t even take chemical interaction between the drugs. The effects could simply cause damage by adding up in ways unpredictable to kids experimenting with them. The availability of a large variety of recreational drugs increases the likelihood of some kid, for example, being drunk and gulping down a dose of GHB, passing out, and choking on their vomit.

If only this limitless compassion for your fellow man was present, well, anywhere where it would actually HELP the person, rather than sending them to jail and destroying their lives with a drug conviction. Or forcing them to buy over-priced, dangerous, PATENTED medicine instead. You got lots of concern for your fellow man when it lets you make a buck to. Or destroy your fellow man’s life.

Markku said:

Antidepressants are not recreational drugs. They are used for medical purposes. They give no high, just alleviate depression, a condition highly detrimental to life quality and potentially suicide- inducing.

There are a lot of ways to mock this post, but lets just keep it simple. Marijuana isn’t an effective pain-killer while maintaining OR INCREASING appetite?

Oh, but it also makes the user “mellow” and so must be banned.

Is making the user “mellow” worse or better than actually hurting him? Worse or better than killing the user?

Again, I am poorly placed to make such complicated and philosophically advanced decisions. So oh wise one, is making the user “mellow” worse or better than killing him?

i really appreciate that someone is picking fights for categorical imperative-style morality using the name “smashing retards”

Since you have chosen to create a victimless crime, I’m curious as to what I should be considering besides the effects on the drug-user himself.

I mean really, try to explain why you made drug-use illegal without reference to drugs “soul corrupting” effects on the user. Can’t? That’s right. That’s cause it’s a victimless crime.

Oh wait, I get it. Your like a woman who complains about men playing Wii instead of working for money to give the women. SOCIETY, you say, has a vested interest in making sure men WORK, and that includes removing cheap diversions that would distract men from WORKING for SOCIETY.

So basically a slave-driver wanting more work from his slaves.

Well, now that I’ve got that, I feel SO MUCH BETTER about your insane laws.

I’ve made nailing histrionics kind of my specialty. Mostly for the reason that they tend to be young and hot. I’ve converted a number of them into LTR’s.

Their ego is a house of cards; majestic yet fragile. Covert, nuclear negs will render their self-esteem that of an obese, disfigured, old maid.

Be aloof and disinterested; she will be forced to direct open you with her hyper persona; you give her the face of someone who has committed a social flub (you know the look younger women give an older men as a shit test: scrunch up their face and tilt their head); she will respond by getting more hyper as her ego begins to quiver (OMG, he thinks I’m uncool!); it is at this moment of vulnerablity that you deliver the dagger: you smile like you are about to let her off the hook, then turn your back and immediately begin hitting on a fattie or cougar.

Histrionics are just another ‘social x-ray’. Anorexic cougars, orange tans, fake tits, fake teeth, etc., they are all non-verbal signals of a high yet fragile self-assessment.

In bed you will want to pound them in the ass and deliver a facial. Then order them to go downstairs and get you a glass of water. Make sure you fall asleep before they return.

[editor: well said. major disqualification is the way to go for superflirts.

This post is hilarious–not the effect that I think that you were going for… As a woman who is friends with a few superflirts, I knew how this was going to end… It wasn’t happening… Girls’ night out during the week long b-day celebration where she maybe she was running a numbers game to see how many interested parties could fuel her ego? Wow, for all the male posturing that occurs on this blog (that has caused me to take a hiatus more than a few times), I am really shocked that you could miss this classic ploy… Interaction w/ this chick was nothing but a time suck–a neg was the only option.. Maybe her boyfriend is the true alpha male??

You are almost there. “Telegraphing too much interest too soon blows you out.” This applies to the majority of women, but the histrionic is so far to the right side of the curve that it is diagnosable as a disorder. ANY interest at ANY time with the histrionic blows you out, period.

There is no verbal/overt game you can run on her that will work because it is all hind brain validation. The reward centers of your brain must be so mastered that you can actually view her as the old, disfigured fattie that she really is. Her hind brain can sense in a millisecond where your hind brain has assessed your value as compared to hers.

You must mentally write off the histrionic the moment you identify her. You have nothing to lose. It is from here you operate without fear of loss. In your mind you’ve got a 3 supermodels back home in your bed waiting anxiously for you to return so they can service you. What the F does some shallow, psychologically damaged pretty face have to offer you?

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Ha how I know this situation… I usually play it like you did but to my experience, the more attention you give them the worse. Better just use them as social proof or to get another target but they are hardly worth to be a main target.

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@Tupac. What normally tips me off is their seductive perfection. They are like a game guy who has gotten really good. Every single thing about her she has manipulated and shaped into the most attractive outcome possible. Then you will notice nothing about her communications are meant to connect. Every word and expression that comes out of her mouth is designed to trip a male attraction trigger.

Male validation becomes an addiction. Like the cokehead who slowly becomes addicted to the flood of dopamine, and the need to consume more coke each time to get the same effect. The histrionic becomes addicted to the flood of chemicals that flood her brain each time a male leaks out his interest. But as her need to get ever more and ever higher male value validation snowballs, she will constantly improve through trial and error. Think of the beta who has interacted with 3 romantic interests in the past year and the histrionic who has interacted with, and shredded 4000 men in the past 5 years. Repitition and experience at an atomic level.

One of the most tragic things in this world is to witness the histrionic when the crows feet appear. worldwidemotherfucking panic She is so poorly developed, so shallow, so lacking in any coping skills, that they quickly tumble into a life of depression, alcoholism, unemployment, cats, and finally reappearing at the bar anorexic, orange skinned, new teeth, surgically tightend eyes and a turkey neck. They will then get 3 dwi’s in the next couple years and go to treatment, find god, become fitness freaks, and turn her AA meetings into her new hunting grounds.

She will typically find short flicks of love with fellow histrionic males. You know the type; genetically perfect males who now that they are 40, drunk, depressed and still sell cardboard boxes for a living. Oops.

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